Took so many losses and still turned a profit. The prophecies I’m preaching are spoken to those caught in gloss of this Game which takes the sane and forces them to see through frames that exist only in their brains because those of us who hear the Psylense already know what time it is. Unfinite awareness. No second chances. Step into the realm where the true devil dances, strapped with five thieves who your mind fully captured. Look at the strings which suspend and bend your will to their whim and tell me did my mind flip when they tried for the fifth time to bring an end to my action. Got to hand it to them, they’re persistently inefficient when it comes to creating gaps in the modes of my coherence but whats done is nothing and whats coming? Watch this:
There are so many of them with unlimited resources. Eight billions playas they can call upon who won’t question their task which pours into their awareness – as smooth as silk dipped in poison – because the more they believe it the less they feel then its higher doses from now till the end because if someone comes along and makes them question their sentience its not a case of thanking him for attempting to spring the locks of their Mind Made Prison. No, instead its “Kill him”. Such is the nature of Stockholm Syndrome and it matters not if you think its living free when you’re truly a hostage in this realm where you drown in ignorance whilst truth is the tide that lifts all ships and its only once you’ve been out can you sense the difference with being caught up in the BS.
Take it how you want it, the facts are they stand are:
You are a prisoner of your ignorance. Everything that can has been turned into a weapon. The concepts you were given were designed with the intent to divide you further from your Self and then label that pristine position as a hell you’ll never visit due to the errors installed by miseducation. Many would rather die than admit this because they like to think they’re too smart to have been sucked in even though its Self evident something is very wrong with all this realm at a fundamental level. Its why religion divides and brings a slow death when it promises unity, liberation and a glimpse beyond this realm. Same thing with the net which professed to connect but instead turned people into actors portraying caricatures of themselves to others just as inauthentically dressed. Like beggars with bowls of solid gold they’ve been trained not to see what they already possess as its far more profitable to chase after what their Master says because to question means to see the holes in narrative through which one can slip because the only way to gain the sense of the present moment is via resonance to the connection which extends and permeates this realm and whose Knowledge is a threat to those who lust and covet to seat themselves at the helm of the divine chariot know as your unfinite awareness.
Stop and think for a moment:
If mind is everything and that term itself doesn’t end at your head but extends without limit to wherever you can imagine, in an instant, then logically it all flows from within. Where is the last place people would think to look for the truth in a world full of lies designed to deceive the senses which convey a corrupted message so ones natural incandescence dims as they’re indoctrinated in the ways of thinking that killed their parents spirits like those before them? Bing! You got it. Are hells bells ringing inside your consciousness or are you numb and Adulterated that it makes little sense beyond some text on a screen? Am I pointing at the moon or giving you the finger? Question your perspectives. Dare to think different.
Whilst bitter to the lips its essence is sweet when digested hence let the dead bury those like them as they never questioned what the System concocted and poured into their awareness whilst those who picked at the narrative and saw it for what it is were either co-opted or corrupted by a pernicious influence. If they refused to bend and kiss the ring then they were most certainly killed. Don’t worry about the investigation because cops and robbers are on the same team making those secret deals and oaths that the true nature of “Protect and Serve” reveals. Hint, it ain’t you and me. This much should be easy to see.
But the problem with the tyranny of evil men is that its so seductive to want to try and blend, even ascend, in their paradigm and they welcome this because the further you’re away from your Center (where Self exists, solely in the present moment liked a golden circle) the better it is for them. Man, its such an ugly trick that is so old you could say its ancient. Thing is its so obvious that people fall for it because they somehow think they’re different and it won’t fool them. Well guess what? It has.
If someone were controlling your mind, shifting your awareness and edited what you thought was present how would you spot this? How could you even tell? Only by Centering, my friend. Then its evident that true life is about fighting to the death with the Opponent within because like I said at the head of this missive:
Its all taking place inside your sentience, the presence that has no beginning or end. Just is. Getting back to this and suddenly all the rest seems obvious as you slide into its familiar newness via the state I term Inner Sense. Its what we’re all craving, what everyone is secretly seeking and what everything from the System promises but delivers yet more Adulteration.
Maybe I’m wrong. I truly have pondered this as there are no limits to my thinking as I possess feathers, not anvils that say “This is how it is” and will brook no further examination. Can you make such a statement? Haven’t you ever wondered why there are things you won’t even allow your Self to think? It speaks volumes, doesn’t it? If you were invested in a lie, an elegant trick foisted by the smoothest of criminals, would you rather comprehend the true nature of deception whilst living or keep on placing bets when the fix is obviously in? I mean, ask your Self this:
If what you thought in your head truly worked and was for the best then your life would be perfect, wouldn’t it? By extension the world would also resonate in the same pitch and, in that realm of potential awaiting actualization, children would keep the glow the step in with until they made their exit and life would be filled with a greater sense of vim instead of so many adherents going through the motions with no emotion as the eke out a masked existence in which they are near total strangers to Self. In that respect the you you think you are is actually equivalent to a callous that formed over the sensitive realms within as life did its thing of near constant brutalization. Usually at the hands of those who bought you in because the wounded womb hurts the seeds it births as the patriarch insures you inherit the same ignorance that made him miserable.
And yet, like the Emperor undressed, nobody seems to question this. Well, I do and have been doing so. For lifetimes. At this moment I feel I’m far closer to an accurate sketch of the Game we’re playing using our Souls as credits and have been steadily recoding my internal OS since my run in, back when, with the agents of the Matrix I termed Slave/Masters as they, apparently, profit immensely from the social sickness to which many are well adjusted and, worse still, dare not question as they seek fruitless solutions and live under the whims of a voice in their head they think is them. The true schizophrenic senses this which is why he says “Something I don’t comprehend is putting thoughts in my head” to which society responds with a depot injection in their rear end and isolation from the rest. Strange, isn’t it? We preach the scientific method and yet there isn’t a yelp from the pulpit when one hundred percent of a given sample all say the same thing from time immemorial up to the present moment. Stranger still is how the various mystics have all said the same thing but they swim with ease in the waters which drown the others labeled with this malady as the rest float around on little ships of isolation and think “Lifes a beach” because the golden sands are far distant and they dare not examine how the hell they ended up like this.
Maybe thats the way the Game is supposed to be played. A docile and miserable planet where billions of Souls kneel at the feet of midgets as they sweat for their daily bread. After all, the ways of the daze are very successful in turning a human that was being into one thats doing instead. Thats Adulteration, my friend. A hallmark of the fragmented that currently dwell within the Mind Made Prison and can think of nothing else than how best to decorate it as they stunt on the rest that are as broken and broken as them. Me? I reject their suggestions, turn my awareness within, examine my assumptions and learned to discern my elbow from my rear end by maintaining a state of mind that is open and flexible. Just like yours, back when, when you stepped in. Inner Sense. Your true inheritance and the only sane option in this floating insane asylum that seems hell bent and heaven sent to create vast swathes of misery and tension for the Souls who step in and accept the programming that was poured into their heads whilst they were in a state of hypnosis.
Thats how powerful the mind is. That is your true strength and its hidden behind that which you dread, fear and currently dare not examine. Those who do will either flip their lids or find a life truly worth living as the amazing thing about the gift of the present is it only works when you unwrap it and step back into the golden circle by freeing your Self of the red and blue shift, so geometric, they placed on either end and told you to spin on it as you run, that way and this, from one lifetime to the next without a clue of whats truly happening in this Game we play by inserting our Souls as credits.
Am I singing to the deaf whilst breaking out fresh steps for the visually challenged or could I be onto something that may be, just maybe, the message you’ve been awaiting for generations because what do we all crave bar emancipation? The first key to the lock is realizing the state of play as it is. Only then can you do something. The second involves introspection as you challenge your assumptions because how can you be the thoughts when you’re obviously that which is thinking? Same with the voice in your head that directs your actions and tricks you into accepting its suggestions as commandments as it becomes Self evident, as you progress along the Path of Power via doing the Knowledge, that you are the nameless and formless constant that listens that manifested in this incarnation as the Soul who is reading these words from the screen that are aimed directly at your chest where your true potential lies in a state of arrested development due to the life you’ve lived up until this moment.
Ignorance is expensive and its the current coin of the realm. Wouldn’t you prefer to spend something else that you press and mint within and the more of it you give the more you get in exchange? Thats how a Warrior chooses to the play the Game because your original state and wavelength is one of singing and dancing, not walking and talking. Once this clicks the rest becomes obvious and my life is living testament to all I’ve said because I’m neither preaching nor teaching but being instead hence if you want to make the world a better place then take a glimpse within to uncover your true potential thats currently hidden beneath layers and layers of conditioning. Its a Princess and pea type of thing but flipped and inverted as your greatest strengths they placed behind immense fears which I think is the true aim of the Game hence Know thy Self.
Till we meet again
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